Don't know how the old-timer communists would've felt about this pristine shopping mall in downtown Hanoi, but I'm guessing it wasn't what they envisioned.
Ah, propaganda! Right across the street from the above mall. Not sure exactly what this says.
This is the desk and chair in Uncle Ho's house, used by the man himself from 1954, when Vietnam defeated the French at Dien Bien Phu and gained full independence, to his death in 1969.
This is Uncle Ho's house. Pretty and pleasant, but seems pretty small for a man who had such an influence on the world, doesn't it?
Not sure what this square is called, but it seems to be Vietnam's answer to Tiannamin Square in Beijing or Red Square in Moscow.
Uncle Ho himself is in this building. I went in to see him, but, alas, no photography is allowed inside. It's a weird ten-minute journey through the Mausoleum. You walk up inside in a line that is moving slowly but steadily, climb some stairs, meet one angry looking guy carrying a rifle with a bayonet, who tells you to remove your had and not to put your hands in your pockets. You go into a room, with a large Vietnam and large Communist flag on the wall, with a bed that has Uncle Ho lying on it, a Vietnamese flag draped over the lower half of his body. He is preserved just like Lenin and Mao, and is flown to Moscow for three months of the year for preservation. He looks like a wax figure, really. The room is heavily air conditioned, presumably to discourage decay. Inside that room, there are six guards standing lower than those visiting the body, immediately around Uncle Ho, and four more above where the visitors walk. They all carry the same bayonets, and will remind anyone who puts their hands in their pockets that this is forbidden. Then, you go outside, and it's all over. Ironically, Uncle Ho requested to be cremated and have his ashes scattered, and this whole arrangement seems rather extravagent for a man who preferred to live by simple means. Quite interesting, really.
The Ho Chi Minh museum. Some really weird modern art/propaganda exhibits inside.
Around the Ho Chi Minh museum. Vietnam has a cool flag, don't you think?
A slogan to live by.
This was outside the North Korean embassy in Hanoi. If you click on this picture, you can see that there are several pictures of Kim Jong Il. Just after taking this picture, a guard came and shooed us away. So, I'm glad I was quick.
This are the rules for visitors to the Hanoi Hilton. I find #3 particularly humorous. Guess that frolicking is not smiled upon. And you all know how I like to frolic. What a buzz kill.
This is the Hanoi Hilton, or what's left of it (ironically, there is an actual Hilton Hotel in Hanoi now. Wonder if the nickname for this prison hurts their business.) This is where a lot of American Pilots who were shot down during the war, as well as Vietnamese Revolutionaries during the French War, were interred and treated miserably, although you'd think it was Club Med the way they describe the treatment of American prisoners inside of the prison museum. One third of the prison is all that remains. Two thirds was torn down to make way for that massive high rise you can see in the picture behind it.
The prison's walls. Doesn't look inviting, does it?
One of the cells, with leg irons.
The flight suit of the prison's most famous inmate, Senator John McCain. The senator visited the prison four or five years ago. They have pictures to prove it.
Not sure what this tower is, but it looks cool, doesn't it? Love that flag!
"No, Donny! V.I. Lenin! Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov!"
